Oh God what a mess this was turning out to be. Stupidly I asked him if that was my fault and he said he was sorry but couldn't help it. He looked so p...tiful that I put my arm around him and gave him a cuddle and a peck on the cheek.Anyway to cut a long story short, we ended up cuddling and I got lots and lots of cum all over my hand! I had to clean him (and me) up afterwards with the tissues, and then went to the bathroom to get a flannel and towel for him.Afterwards I was left wondering how he. I would find a way to save him. I would find a way without us being shotto death. My heart was in a gallop every time I seen the house.The Woman's name was Laura. We decided that I had to get a good nightsleep and then tomorrow I could peek through the windows in the house tosee if I could find where Thomas was. Then if it looked OK, I could callthe police and save my brother. It seemed like a good plan.I didn't sleep that well. I had dreams that I was like James Bond,bursting in the house,. Because generally comes home late..that is around 11:30 and after having a dinner he goes to bed…He is aged about40 years…One day iam watching TV in hall room..My siter asked his husbend to come early as she wanted to go for shopping….. For which he said sorry…as he has a work at office and advised to take me as her company….That day ….i along with two sons my siter started to shopping…..after having shopped we went to a childrens fungame zone where there are lot of people…We were standing on a. She couldn’t watch this bit. She studied the carpet instead, forcing herself to detach emotionally. It looked clean, but on closer inspection, she could see Birch hadn’t bothered to vacuum it today in honour of his visitors. “Didn’t shave her cunt very close, did she?” Birch said.Emi looked up. Mr Smith grabbed his slave and ran his fingers across the offending area. Birch glanced back at Emi, and winked. Mr. Smith straightened up, and his voice alone was like a whiplash. “How dare you do.